Bury Your Tears
You brought your hands to me held open like little cups.
Your expression like the sunlight,
what I saw were their emptiness...
You grinned explaining that they held your dreams.
I walked outside to the garden with you…
and buried your hand full of dreams in the back yard...
Buried them beneath my dreams, beside my laughter,
which lay next to my undanced songs...
The next day you gave me a cup filled with your tears...
and I poured them into a vase holding the Calla Lilies,
then handed you a handkerchief...
One day you stretched out your arms wanting a hug -
as I walked past...ignoring you.
I was dreadfully ill and you placed your teddy bear
"Promise" next to me for comfort...
I pushed your "Promise" out of sight and onto the floor...
You asked me what was love…
I said that its kept safely in one's heart but I wasn’t sure...
You shouted you would gladly give me your heart...
I looked at you, pulled the covers over my head and died.
Lying alone beneath the earth, your tears, smiles and
hugs buried here too…now keep me company...
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